There is still no news about Tang Ling.
But this does not affect the teenagers who want to exchange Dream Coins to watch the most difficult challenge for the quasi-Purple Moon Warriors.
"As expected, only people of Liszt's level can do it."
"I think Tang Ling can do it too, right?"
"Don't say too much. There is nothing absolute about this Nirvana Tower."
"But I just believe that Tang Ling can definitely do it."
The exchange went very quickly, but it did not prevent the teenagers from talking a lot in this short period of time. At the edge of the halo, there were more than a dozen teenagers standing or sitting, watching the other teenagers talking in silence. He was silent, the expression on his face was indescribable.
"Wu Qing, I have never doubted myself like this." After being silent for who knows how long, one of them spoke. Anyone who is not completely disconnected from the world will know this person's name, the boss of Dark Nine Feathers. Feather.
"Me too." No one expected that the person Ling Yu was talking about at this time was actually Wu Qing, the boss of the Seven Sons of Zhengjing.
No one expected that they would chat with each other. After all, before Tang Ling rose to prominence, Tang Long was the number one member of the young generation. Who was the second and third person? The general consensus is that it is Wu Qing or Ling Yu.
It's just that who is second and who is third has never been determined.
Because of this inconclusiveness, Zhengjing Qizi and Dark Jiuyu have always been in a competitive relationship, especially the incompatibility between Wu Qing and Ling Yu.
Therefore, their chat was indeed unprecedented.
But only the two of them knew that things were slowly changing. I don't know when they started. They were no longer the second and third people. They began to appreciate one person more and more together, and regarded that person as their own. Therefore, they began to cherish each other because of more commonalities, and they even joined Tang Ling's fleet together.
But now that I think about it, isn't it Tang Ling who caused all these changes
But why didn't he catch up with Tang Ling, but instead moved further and further away from Tang Ling
When Wu Qing finished saying "Me too", Ling Yu gave a wry smile, and with the sound of his wry smile, the faces of the Seven Sons of Zhengjing and Jiu Yu of Darkness who had gathered together all looked ugly.
Because no one could have imagined that they could only pass the seventh floor of the Nirvana Tower, and they all failed on the eighth floor.
"Don't be so depressed." Wu Qing looked at the still frozen scene on the fine gold Diyue Bell, and took a deep breath: "Our two teams have stronger forms, and..."
"Yes, our strongest state is group combat and group skills! The Nirvana Tower is for individuals." Ling Yu quickly understood what Wu Qing meant.
And their conversation was just right to comfort Zhengjing Qizi and Dark Jiuyu. At this time, one of them couldn't help but clenched his fist and said: "In that case, won't we always be so unfair in the Nirvana Tower?"
"It's not fair or unfair, Nirvana Tower only targets individual strength! It is right to fight as a team, but individual strength cannot rely on the team!" Wu Qing's tone became serious.
"Yes, what is real strength? It is that you can reach a certain height by yourself! There is no excuse for personal strength!" Lingyu's tone also became serious.
"Yes, there is no excuse. We don't have to be decadent, because in the real world, we still have stronger combat power, but in the Nirvana Tower we must practice personal cultivation." Wu Qing also agreed with Ling Yu's point of view.
You need to find the right way to fight in the Nirvana Tower, and you also need to find the right mentality outside the Nirvana Tower.
Obviously after experiencing huge frustration, the dozen or so teenagers Zhengjing Qizi and Dark Jiuyu were not lost.
A new world is waiting for them.
**
"Dongyang, tell me this is not true?" In an unobtrusive corner on the other side of the halo, Xifeng still had a sleepwalking look on her face.
What did she see? He clearly saw that 'fat man' crying and passed the eighth floor of the Nirvana Tower.
If it's a Korean star, that's fine, because that guy is always stronger than the four of them.
If it's Luo Li, then that's acceptable. After all, Luo Li has always been so hard-working and serious, and his abilities are also amazing.
But why, why could that fat man pass the eighth floor of the Nirvana Tower
Of course, as a common partner, seeing them pass the eighth floor with such grace, the first reaction is naturally to be happy for them.
But while I am happy, my heart also hurts! This sting is not jealousy, but denial of self. Why have we become the weakest people on the Harvest
Yes! The weakest person!
Don't compare it to the other side, because the other side is even stronger than Tang Ling.
Faced with Xifeng's question, Dongyang didn't speak. In fact, Dongyang had been silent since he came out of the Nirvana Tower, holding his spear without saying a word.
Only a little bit, really just a little bit, he could pass the eighth level. But if you pass it, you pass it, if you don’t pass it, you don’t pass it. Will the reality change just because of this slight difference
"Don't, cough. Don't bother Dongyang." Nan Yu's expression was equally ugly. He pulled Xifeng. In fact, which young man is not proud
"What do you mean by annoying him? The four of us set out with the same mission! From the beginning we resisted such a fate, to silently deciding to follow Tang Ling. We still felt that we had compromised." Xifeng shook off Nan Yu's hand in dissatisfaction. hand, and then continued: "But in the end, we are the weakest. We will not be able to keep up with Tang Ling. We will not be able to shoulder our mission at all. We are not even as good as Fatty."
Speaking of this, Xifeng, an upright, fierce and strong girl, actually had tears in her eyes.
Nan Yu lowered his head and fell silent. Beiqi, who was equally silent as Dong Yang, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"No, that's not the case." At this time, Dongyang walked up to Xifeng and reached out his hand to gently wipe away Xifeng's tears.
Then a hand patted Bei Qi and Nan Yu's shoulders heavily: "Have you decided to follow Tang Ling from now on?"
Without waiting for the other three to answer, Dongyang laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "At least that's what I decided."
"But it's not because of anything else. For example, if Tang Ling is strong, Tang Ling will definitely reach the top, and we will have a great career following him. Even..." Dongyang pointed to his chest as he spoke.
Seeing Dongyang's action, the expressions of the other three sons changed. This was the secret of the four sons in the southeast, northwest, and southeast, because their fighting seeds were planted in their chests and hearts, in the same position as Tang Ling's little seeds.
Their combat type can be activated normally, that is, the first time they use the combat type, it will be activated. If they use this activation method, they will have an ordinary superior combat type.
But if they really recognized Tang Ling, they would openly ask Tang Ling for bone marrow, and use Tang Ling's bone marrow to activate the fighting species, and they would have a top-notch fighting species! Moreover, there is a secret hidden in this type of warfare. This secret is that their type of warfare is a rare type of common warfare!
What is a common type of warfare? It can be understood as four single bodies split from one mother body. Therefore, although these combat types have different abilities, when the four of them fight together, the combat types can be connected in a short time and exert greater power. the power of!
Of course, this premise is that the combat type must become a top-level combat type.
The meaning of Dongyang's finger here is very simple. The reason why he recognized Tang Ling did not include that Tang Ling could activate the war type for them.
In fact, if it was really because of this, why did they resist their fate in the first place? Combat type is important, but more important is one's own strength! In this era, I haven't heard of anyone whose strength relies solely on his combat type.
So, what about those strong men who don’t have their own fighting type, or even don’t have a fighting type
Dongyang looked at the three people who were stunned and had complicated expressions, and continued: "Well, I recognize Tang Ling entirely because he is worthy of trust, he will not betray his partners, and his strength will not make people uneasy, but will make people feel uncomfortable." When a person feels at ease, the stronger he is, the more at ease those around him will be.”
"Because...we all know that we can rely on him for anything."
"This is the reason why I personally recognize Tang Ling and decide not to resist fate anymore. Perhaps the original meaning of the word fate is - this is the path I should take." At this point, the decadence in Dongyang's eyes gradually disappeared, and he smiled. He looked towards the sky.
The sky here is neither day nor night, but a bright and hazy skylight.
Beautiful and soft, just like the expected future, the light it should have.
"I want to follow Tang Ling. For now, there is no reason, I just decided." Xifeng was very direct. She already understood the implication of Dongyang's words.
"Well, I even believe that my ideals, placed on him, will be realized. That is to change the world." Nan Yu's words were also very firm.
"In this world, Tang Ling is the only one worthy of my following." Bei Qi said calmly, looking towards the sky like Dong Yang.
The skylight here is really beautiful, soft and bright, reflecting the colorful light in this colorful halo, doesn't it look like a gorgeous future? Since fate is destined to follow Tang Ling, then I believe that the future with Tang Ling will be bright.
"In that case!" Dongyang withdrew his gaze, punched Xifeng, Beiqi, and Nanyu respectively, and then suddenly punched himself, and then burst into laughter.
"So, what are we sad about? Why can't we keep up with Tang Ling? We are definitely not the weakest partners around Tang Ling." As he spoke, Dongyang patted his chest: "Our fighting skills are still there Not activated yet!”
"We have reached the eighth level without any combat type. I am only a little bit close to clearing the eighth level. What if I have the top level combat type? Maybe I can activate the ninth level."
"Hahaha, I just said how could I lose to that damn fat guy." Xifeng smiled heartlessly, and then said: "Not only that, if the four of us join forces, maybe we can beat that guy Tang Ling ”
"That is, when Tang Ling comes out, ahem, we will ask him for, ahem, bone marrow!" Nan Yu also smiled.
"Yes, if it wasn't for the continuous battles before, I would have asked him for it." Beiqi also followed suit.
He was telling the truth. The four sons from Southeast, Southeast and Northwest had already decided on Tang Ling, although they were not sure on which day, minute or second the final decision was made.
However, this is indeed something that has been decided in my heart very early on. In this case, if you decide to follow Tang Ling, how can you ask Tang Ling for bone marrow during such a dangerous voyage
This will affect Tang Ling! In particular, this guy killed Omer from the beginning and started the 'Hell Navigation Mode' from the beginning.
"After activating the combat type, I will challenge Han Xing, Luo Li, and Fatty in a duel." Dongyang said through gritted teeth.
"Me too, I want to beat the fat man to death." Xifeng said fiercely.
"We must challenge each other."
"I cough."
While talking, the four people laughed, and all the decadence and sadness before seemed to disappear with this laughter.
**
In one minute, almost most of the teenagers paid the so-called viewing fee and were extremely enthusiastic.
Even if I didn't pay, it wasn't because I didn't want to see it, but because I wanted to try harder and ask someone to borrow some Dream Coins. I didn't want to advance the Dream Coins out of caution.
The discussion on the halo was in full swing, and everyone was looking forward to a battle like a gluttonous feast.
How should humanity's top genius respond to a battle that seems absolutely hopeless
And at this moment, Kun's lazy voice came again: "Stop nagging, I'll give you another thirty seconds."
Kun's words undoubtedly increased the tension among the teenagers who were still hesitating whether to borrow money or advance money. But at this moment, the golden bell rang again.
**
Who will make the Golden Diyue Bell ring this time
In the still sweet and intoxicating sound of the pure gold Diyue Bell, everyone began to guess, but for some reason, a firm belief emerged in everyone's heart at the same time - the bell this time must be from Tang Dynasty. Ling sounded!
'Dong dong dong', the continuous sound of bells echoed above the halo.
This time, it was Kun who was most nervous.
If Tang Ling didn't understand the so-called correctness of the Nirvana Tower, then the end of his road to the Nirvana Tower this time would be the eighth and a half floors. Even if he used all his strength to crush the first eight floors, he still wouldn't be able to knock on the door to the ninth and a half floors.
But if it was indeed Tang Ling who rang the bell this time, then Tang Ling had found the right path!
What’s the point of this! Kun and Ya both knew it very well.
"Why are you nervous? Is it because excessive care has made you lose your judgment?" Ya's tone at this time was relaxed.
"What do you mean?" At this time, the bell had rang five times, and Kun turned around nervously.
"Those who should have passed through the eighth floor have already passed. Now there are only a few people left who are struggling on the eighth floor with no hope of passing through. Even using the simplest elimination method, apart from Tang Ling, there are still Who is it?" Ya's tone was very relaxed.
After hearing this, Kun looked slightly relaxed, but he said: "Don't worry about it until the last moment. I won't rest assured about anything until it can be proven."
"Then let's bring up Tang Ling's picture and take a look." Ya was about to bring up Tang Ling's picture, but Kun held Ya back.
"Hold on until now and listen to the bell."
At this time, the bell has rang for the eighth time, and Kun is undoubtedly acting like a child. He is too nervous to face it, but at the same time he has a bit of his own stubbornness.
Ya had no choice but to accompany Kun and listen to the bell.
But this time, after the bell rang eight times, another bell rang.
Unlike Liszt's bells, this ninth bell is a complete bell, not the so-called half tone.
"What's going on? Why did the bell ring nine times?"
"Did someone pass the ninth floor?"
"Isn't it necessary to make the battle through the ninth level public?"
Hearing the sound of the bell, the teenagers were all shocked and immediately started discussing like a boiler.
At the same time, Ya suddenly smiled. If he could make the bell ring before passing the ninth floor, Tang Ling was the only one.
Because he was the only one who triggered the hidden mechanism of the Nirvana Tower, and because he was the only one on the unique 'half floor', he was destined to always be ahead of everyone in this era.
Kun turned his head and looked at Ya quietly. It was obvious that he was the most worried, and it was obvious that he had placed all his bets on Tang Ling, but he couldn't laugh at all.
What was rare was that there was a tear in Kun's eyes.
"You can actually cry?" Ya looked at the tears in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Yes, I'm surprised too." As he spoke, Kun reached out and touched his eyes, and there were a few crystal tears on his fingers.
Time is really elusive and the most mysterious ruler.
It turns out that as time passes, strange things may happen, such as Kun's tears.
**
What is the significance of Kun's tears? The teenagers don’t know.
But if Ya Lai is asked to answer, he may have only one answer - you don't understand that Tang Ling has found the right path, which means that this hope, which is just a guess, finally shines a light in the endless darkness.
Yes, it's Tang Ling.
Amidst the doubts of the teenagers, after the nine bells of the fine gold Diyue Bell rang, a huge, equally still picture appeared in front of their eyes.
"Is this an angel?"
"What are Tang Ling's enemies like?"
After seeing the picture, all the teenagers were confused.
Because this picture does not have any atmosphere of fighting, but is full of an indescribable beauty.
This should be the dark night of that world. The dark blue sky is filled with thin silver clouds and fog.
An icy blue moon hangs in the night sky. Under the dark night, there is a huge garden.
The garden was filled with flowers that the teenagers did not recognize, but the beauty of these flowers was no different from the flowers on this planet, and even contained more warmth than the flowers on this planet.
In such a garden, there are statues with a sense of age. These statues all have wings, have perfect proportions, and good looks, and are full of spirituality, as if they were made by a master.
In addition, through this garden, you can vaguely see a castle-like building in the distance.
Just imagine, is such a place used for fighting
And what about the enemy? Well, the enemy was not actually hiding, but was sitting in a pavilion-like place in this garden.
This enemy was not at all like the enemy Liszt faced, but a woman who could not bear to be hostile at all, or even bear to attack.
Yes, this woman looks so pitiable, with a slightly thin figure and a pair of angel-like white wings with silver lines on them.
She also has long silver-white hair that spreads from her shoulders to her ankles. The night wind seems to like her long hair, blowing it gently.
This woman is sitting sideways in the pavilion, and her front face cannot be seen clearly, but just from the silhouette of her profile, it can be seen that she is actually very beautiful.
She was wearing a long white dress, and the skirt was scattered on the ground like flowers. At this time, she was lowering her head and looking at the flower in her hand intently.
Is this the enemy? This is clearly like a melancholy girl, waiting for her lover, so lonely and sad.
And similarly, among everyone's puzzled eyes, rows of data also appeared on the big screen.
The person being challenged: A noble general of the Silver Wings (an inferior race of the Sky Wings).
Basic data
The teenagers watched intently. They had no idea what the Sky Winged Clan, the Silver Winged Clan, or the noble generals were.
They only cared about the basic statistics, but they were surprised to find that the basic statistics of this noble general of the Silver Wings were not extraordinary, and were almost the same as the average statistics of the genius boys.
Is this the enemy on the ninth floor? Even if such basic data were placed on the second and third levels, they would still be extremely weak.
As for the innate ability, there is only one line: Fire Psychic. The flames everywhere can dance between her fingers and be given the vitality of fire.
What does this mean? Is this someone who plays with fire? Even if he plays with fire, is he still too weak
In the minds of young people, as long as they reach the third level, the human Purple Moon Warrior's talent is fire attribute, and they can still play with fire.
But it was obvious that the enemy Liszt faced was stronger than the third-level Purple Moon Warrior.
But when Tang Ling faced this, he would definitely not be stronger than the third-level Purple Moon Warrior, because the third-level Purple Moon Warrior could also play with fire, but his basic statistics were different.
So in comparison, Liszt faces stronger enemies than Tang Ling. Does this mean that Liszt is essentially stronger than Tang Ling
Many teenagers began to have such speculations.
What they obviously didn't know was that Kun and Ya, who had been observing everything, definitely didn't see it that way.
Seeing the enemy appear, Kun's expression suddenly changed, and Ya Ze directly exclaimed: "Impossible! Why did a noble general come directly to face Tang Ling? Logically speaking, even if a noble was sent, it would be enough. .Kun, shouldn’t the last time the noble-level Silver Wings appeared in the challenge of the second-level Purple Moon Warrior?”
Kun did not answer Ya's question at this time, but just muttered in a low voice repeatedly: "A fire psychic, how can one of your generals also know the skill of fire psychic?"
I won’t say anything more about the 6,000-word chapter now. I’ll finish it all in a few days.
(End of chapter)